Considering how I'm dwindling down to my last 13 readers I'm feeling slightly depressed... When you are feeling depresses both in the fictional world and the real world you're one sad and lonely sore on the face of this planet.

I don't mind I'll continue writing. It's one of those things my soul screams out. It's been doing that quite often than not. Even if the little reader reviewer count drops to one just know that I will finish this. If not for Light who will probably stick around to the very end then to the rest of you. You didn't really like the 5th chapter, huh? Was it really that bad?

I probably can write as good as I can sing that's probably why... This is stating the fact that when I sing puppies die. Yes, I sing that badly. Except if I sing acoustic songs like Dashboard Confessional, that's ok... That's beside the point! I suck at writing and I know it so endure some of it with me if not until it ends then at least until this paragraph ends.

There now you can leave.

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R0gue lebeau: I'm guessing you've watched that film as well. I'm a sucker for vampire movies and stories… Bad pun I know. Their reversed roles are from the prequel. I base their personalities heavily upon my friend and his twin brother. I'm best friends with the insane one as you can probably tell… Well, enjoy this chapter as much as you can.

Violent Light: I'll only make you seem insane as you are. That's the most I can promise. And so what if we shared an E-mail account? We shared our apartment, our food, our beds, our text books; we took everything and labeled it as ours. Not mine, not yours but ours except our clothes. Actually I didn't care if she borrowed a sweater or two... You can actually call me now. Yeah, I got my crappy Verizon wireless phone back; it wasn't worth the price I paid.

Now you know why I limping around during lunch and why I gave my lunch to you. You may laugh but it actually hurt to eat. Never say that she punches like a girl; my jaw still hurts.

Disclaimer: I don't own YGO,

"Touching story Kaiba but I want to share with you, a room full of helium!"

Kaiba's eyes bugged out as he tried to dive under the table for escape. Tea seeing the CEO tackle a dining chair wondered what was going on when someone pulled her leg and slipped her under the table.

Snick! Pieces of microwave and latex flew everywhere.

After the last shard of debris clattered to the ground Kaiba let go of Tea to lie on his side watching her as she still cringed and covered her ears.

He nudged her side gently, "Are you ok?"

Glaring heatedly she turned on him as if he was the one who destroyed the microwave. "A crazy psycho just blew up a microwave and you expect me to be ok?!"

"Physical damage not mental scarring. Again, are you ok?"

Tea nodded slowly. Leaving her there Kaiba ducked out from underneath the table. Apparently from under the thick tablecloth Kaiba couldn't hear Bakura but as soon as he left the table all he could hear was the thief's yells.

His hair is on fire. Where's Ryou?

As Kaiba stood up fully he saw Ryou beating Bakura over the head with a cloth napkin tying to stop the small fire. Quickly he grabbed the end of a napkin soaked the whole of it in the bowl of water in the sink and tossed it onto Bakura's head dousing the fire and stopping his whining.

Not saying a thing he sifted through the pieces of microwave.

"Bakura, you owe me a new microwave," Kaiba said simply not looking up.

"I don't owe you anything," Bakura growled swiping the wet cloth off of his head.

"You owe me a new microwave," Kaiba enunciated slowly but menacing.

Bakura became wide eyed and slowly stepped away from the CEO who began to give him the frosty evil eyed glare.

Later On

I don't know how to use this machine… I do know how to use the other washer but since it doesn't work I'm forced to use this one… I'll just pour in different soap it'll still work.

Bakura brought his laundry into the kitchen…

Ten Minutes Later

I feel like coffee…

Kaiba meandered into the kitchen; he managed to walk halfway through it before feeling warm water pour over his feet. Waking up fully he noticed the wall of suds blocking up most of the kitchen. What the Hell? Hearing the sound of the washer Kaiba dove into the soapy mess to turn it off. Groping blindly for the plastic covered switches he was immersed in the warm suds. Chocking for air that was unreachable his fingers rapidly tried for the switch. Abruptly his thumb bumped into a knob and rapidly he switched it to the off position before running his fingertips across the metallic surface searching for the plastic buttons. Hearing the muffled clunk as he pressed the off commands he strode out of the mess.

Shaking the foam off of himself he felt as if he had just run out of a car wash without a car. Out of breath and covered in suds. Swiping it out of his hair and off of his shoulders Kaiba turned around to survey the mess.

The foam coated a whole four foot radius around the washer. I feel like stomping it to little bits from the frustration. I can't believe this happened twice. If I do stomp on it I'll just end up looking like a fool and would've accomplished nothing. I could use the vacuum…no bad idea. I could use scoop it into the sink and melt it… That's too time consuming… Irked by how much he was thinking over such a small matter he grabbed onto the sink faucet head, pulled it as far as it would go, then turned it on and melted all of the foam.

Kaiba then took out a mop and a bucket to get rid of the excess water. After all of the water had been mopped up he cautiously opened the washer to find laundry in it.

Who would be so mindless to put clothes in a dish washer? Of course…

"Bakura!"

Tea arrived at the kitchen first since she was the closest. Upon seeing the drenched Kaiba she tried to suppress her laughter. Kaiba didn't respond to her actions and instead he left the washer door open and leaned against the kitchen counter.

Bakura and Ryou soon followed her in.

"Oh, my; Bakura, what have you done?"

His eyes narrowed to cold blue slits that glared darkly at its victim but Bakura ignored the glare and instead bared his fangs and growled at Kaiba.

"Bakura are you purposely trying to rid me of my appliances or are you just acting the part of an incompetent moron?"

Bakura's eye lit up from the insult Kaiba threw at him, "You shall rue the day that you insult me, priest."

Smirking he answered, "You won't touch me. If you do I'll pin you to the roof where you can finally face the sunlight."

Bakura was about to answer him with another threat when he noticed the meaning behind Kaiba's last phrase. Before he could answer though…

"Seto, I thought you said that they weren't vampires."

Shrugging Kaiba bent down to inspect the washer trying to find a way to fix it. "With the way he's baring his teeth at me I beg to differ."

Clothes had wrapped around the upper and lower water fans of the washer which caused it to overload and short circuit itself. The wrong type of soap made it overflow. The idea of trying to fix the washer in wet conforming clothes gave him a headache so instead he turned away from the washer and walked out of the kitchen. Before he left the kitchen though he and Bakura shared a heated glare that ended up with Kaiba grabbing onto Bakura's collar and slamming him back against the wall. Until he could feel Bakura cowering slightly did he let go and back off to his room.

Frowning at Kaiba's retreating figure Bakura straightened his collar and cleared his throat.

Ryou scooped the damp clothes from the washer and gave the bundle to Bakura.

His lighter half smile brightly at him, "You should go and take care of these…"

Bakura grumbled and as he planned how to obtain his vindictive justice.

As soon as he had left Tea came over to Ryou and nudged him playfully in the rib with her elbow, "When do you think those two will hold apathetic feelings towards each other?"

Ryou scoffed but replied, "I think that the two would sooner tear out each other's throats. If only they weren't so evenly matched…"

Now it was Tea's turn to scoff, "Ryou, I beg to differ on that one. They are not evenly matched. Seto has the will and power to do mental and physical harm to someone but he doesn't hold the capacity Bakura holds to be vicious and vindictive. In the end Seto will be the first to weaken."

"You shouldn't be so hard on Kaiba. I think he can easily beat Bakura. All Kaiba would have to do is show Bakura that he's serious before Bakura runs off."

Turning to Ryou with a mischievous grin Tea offered, "I bet you ten dollars that Bakura will win against Seto."

Grinning back just as wickedly Ryou said, "I bet you twenty that Kaiba would win."

Frowning Tea heightened her amount, "I bet thirty on Bakura."

"Then I bet fifty on Kaiba."

And so the two continued their gamble until their bets ranked up so high that they were going for broke if they lost…

So they're betting on us? Interesting how this is turning out… Kaiba ducked back around the corner to head towards his office not anticipating the world of pain that awaited him as soon as he stepped through the open door. The last thing he felt before the white hot blinding pain was the shattering of cool glass against his shoulder blades then the feeling of a million little bodies crawling, inching all over his bare skin. The owners of those little bodies stung and bit him until he swore he was going to bleed all over the floor.

Hearing Bakura's laugh his pain and anguish turned to that of pure detestation and hatred. The abhorrence being such a strong emotion numbed him from his blinding pain and instead brought the adrenaline rushing through his veins. Bakura's mocking laugh was soon overcome with the mounting sound of his thudding heartbeat as it reiterated in his ears.

Bakura not anticipating the reality of being caught was taken by surprise as Kaiba tackled him and got him into a chokehold. Facing the idea of lost and having it palpitate as a weight in his chest he was pinned to the very pinnacle of his world it seemed. Bakura stayed there without consent of choice until the stars collapsed into a new dawn.

Kaiba though after climbing down from the roof groaned and tried to rid himself of the little pests. He clawed blindly at himself mostly raking at bare flesh than foe. The pool…ants can't swim, right?

Stumbling blindly to the pool he tried to rid himself of the offending material that was his clothes.

In another perspective:

Tea was merely swimming a few laps in the pool for exercise since Kaiba didn't ever seem to mind when he slammed the pool door open. Tea paused at the sound as it grated against her ears like nails on a chalkboard and swam closer to the brim of the pool wanting to ask Kaiba what was wrong. His head was down so his bangs covered his eyes as he tore out of his shirt and tossed it aside. He stumbled like a drunk before tripping over the brick lining of the pool and plunged to the crystalline blue depths. Tea dove under the water to see Kaiba struggling under the water. Looking at him closely she saw the deep scratches he was inflicting upon himself.

What is he doing? The guy is going to tear himself to shreds if he continues… "Ouch," Tea felt something sting her arm. An ant, is he covered in these things?

She frowned slightly before pulling him towards the surface, forcing him to take a gasp of air for breath.

"Tea?"

She picked one of the small insects from his shoulder, "You are covered in these things aren't you?"

"Yes, irritatingly so," Kaiba continued to try and scrape them off of him.

Grimacing from the sight Tea took his hand and stopped him. He looked at her with an inquiring gaze while wincing slightly from the stings as he treaded water. Instead of trying to tear the insects from him Tea sifted her hand through his hair and picked them out and swept them into the waters of their demise.

"You're going to rip your own skin to shreds if you continue clawing at yourself you know? Silly man," Tea laughed and swept the red ants off of his shoulders for him. Taking his wrist she beckoned him to sit on the pool steps beside her.

Tea watched as he crushed some of the other lives he found crawling up his arm. "Are you going to tell me what happened or should I just guess?"

He looked down at his hands for a while as if they had an interesting quality he hadn't noticed before. "Bakura broke what felt like a fire ant farm on my back."

"They were just red ants," Tea smiled holding up a wriggling little ant.

"Whatever…If he was a vampire we would know by morning," Kaiba muttered.

She chuckled at him, "You actually pinned him to the roof?"

Kaiba flashed a rare smile for her, "Yeah, I did. I wasn't thinking straight as I did but he's stuck on the roof now."

Tea murmured softly, "Personally I think it as a good idea. Let's just hope Rou doesn't miss him too much…"

He looked down at her briefly, "Really? It was a good idea?"

"Yeah," She murmured back.

The two then sat there on the glossy steps leading to the depths of the pool in silence just enjoying the serenity of the moment. Tea leaned against him a bit while they both thought about everything but nothing at the same time. They contemplated their lives up until this moment, what was to be the very next move? Who was to execute the action? Who was to accept it?

Stopping the moment to lay their drifting minds to rest Tea entwined her fingers with his and invited him to leave the pool with her. Looking up at her friendly smile he couldn't resist the urge to follow her.

After dinner

"I can wash the dishes if you need me to, Kaiba," Ryou offered taking a dish into his hand.

Kaiba took the dish from him gently and said, "It's unneeded, Ryou. Go watch TV or something."

Glad he didn't have to do chores Ryou was about to leave when he noticed something, "Tea, Kaiba, I haven't seen Bakura anywhere. Do you know where he's been? I don't want you to receive a police report because he's been wreaking havoc in this neighborhood."

Tea came up and patted Ryou on the arm gently, "Don't worry about it, Ryou. Just let us take care of it. We'll find him, you just go rest or surf the web, ok?"

Kaiba washed the dishes by hand slowly unsure of the best way to wash them. He decided to scrub them all then come back with the faucet head and spray them all.

Tea stood by his shoulder but after a while she wrinkled her nose and uttered, "Ewwww, we should get a new dishwasher soon."

He eyed her strangely, "We don't need a new dishwasher Tea. I'm washing them aren't I?"

Tea picked up one of the dishes he cleaned and dried, "Yeah, I appreciate it but I want one that works."

Scowling at the comment Kaiba sprayed her with the faucet head.

"Hey!" Tea snatched it out of his hands and sprayed used it on him.

Smirking smugly he got stepped behind her and caged her in between his arms. Her back was to his chest as he dragged her away from the sink.

"You evil woman, I've been soaked to the bone in these last few days more than I ever have in my entire lifetime. Half of those times were caused by you," he growled.

Ryou stepped into the room, "Do you know where I can find the… Oh, my…"

I end it here because I felt like it. Review if you'd like. I know that there are less of you now so…

Before you question me, there is a reason for Bakura and Ryou's arrival. They are merely setting the stage. I've been writing fillers trying to write out the entire plot and have been trying to find the perfect ending. I feel really feminine writing this just so you know… This chapter was actually written by the help of a good friend of mine. She said it would be better with a feminine touch… I can't believe I agreed but this was how this chapter was written with as much so called 'cuteness' that I could tolerate to write. Cute…that word doesn't feel right rolling off of my tongue…

From life to Fiction:

Broken Microwave: I have explained in the previous chapter of this reason. My friend had placed a balloon in the microwave and it exploded…

Broken Washer: My friend thought that a dish washer was the equivalence to a clothes washer except they used different soap. He destroyed a dish washer to put it plainly.

Broken Ant farm: As revenge for me yelling at him for breaking the washer he came up behind me and smashed his little buggy house across my back. They weren't fire ants but they still stung. I didn't have someone to help me pick them off of me although I wished I did. I still carry slight scars from where I scratched myself trying to rid myself of the pests.

Pool Scene: Created entirely out of Michelle's mind. Joking, I shared this moment with her a few weekends back and she asked me to re-write it and add it in. The conversation was about someone but it wasn't about me pinning my friend to the roof.

Idea of pinning him to the Roof: In reality I tied him to the floor of the fire escape during a hailstorm but I would've enjoyed my revenge better if I could have pinned him to the roof…

After Dinner Section: Written entirely by Michelle for me. She asked me if she could write the ending paragraph to the chapter and I let her to the extent of my regret. She said that she had been inspired by something written by a person named Lynn… I find it awkward that I'm letting others help me achieve my own goals...

Strange, I can get girls to talk to me and become friends with them easily but they don't want me… Apparently they prefer the insane guys who treat them like fish. I just end up as the nice guy who listens to their problems and help them out with life's little problems… Maybe I should just go back to what I was before. No, that can wait. I'll finish writing this then I can go back to contemplating over my days and proclaiming my lament from the rooftops.

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